Music: monrxe/Valerii Zaitsev
Open the door
monrxe DVRST
I flip a crumb 2 a brick
A brick 2 some rocks
Some rocks 2 a juice(Now we chopping up them for food)
A chevy 2 a lac
A lac 2 a vet
A vet 2 a benz(With this dough we makin' ends nigga)
I flip a crumb 2 a brick
A brick 2 some rocks
Some rocks 2 a juice(Now we chopping up them for food)
A chevy 2 a lac
A lac 2 a vet
A vet 2 a benz(With this dough we makin' ends nigga)
You can call Mrs. Serv On, cause I get my hustle on
Looking for some donkey kong, got me blowing up my phone
So you wanna get along, got no money but you don't
I'mma break you off a crumb, leave me in the early morn
'Always trapped up with a tone, always shoot you when you gone
All you robbers got me wrong, I will show up at yo' home
Gotta make my money job, **** wit me and you'll be gone
Always striking for they call, La' Chat gotta make it known
Eat a bitch cat or some
Eat a bitch cat or some
Eat a bitch cat or some
Eat a bitch cat or some
I'm known to be a mack, straight up out the South
Looking for the boys, with golds in their mouth
Ridin' niggas gold, is the shit I doIf the shit is good, you do my whole crew
I'm never saving cap, put it on the map
Toss it to her friend, your face in her lap
When I'm on that weed, gotta have my knees
The motion of your tongue, make me curl my feet
Know a freaky dude, in Westwood
Like licking click, does it real good
He's the type of dude, down for that tricking
Never wanna ****, just do the licking
Я узнал, что у меня
Есть огромная семья
И тропинка и лесок
В поле каждый колосок
I be bout' that money mayn, for the top is where I am
I don't play no looser games, niggas always say my name
Shit I be the one to blame, when they ain't to booming thangs
In these streets they got to fight, mayn you know I can't be lien
'Always strugglin' for they chains, try my best to maintain
Watch them shoot it in they thang, It be throbbin' in the brainI be causing plenty pain, eat, sleep, know what rhyme
Servin to much cocaine, theya'll gone love me when I'm game
Thuggin' on yo' ****in block, keep my eye up on the narks
I ain't tryin to make it hot, so I get from spot to spot
Got to keep my 9 on me, always ready fo' some heat
I don't know if you got beef, It's so hot out in the streets
But this how I choose to live, thanks the lord to be forgived
This is how I pay my bills, this is how I eat a mealI would give it up one day, when that day I can not say
Cause I feel I'm livin' straight, slangin' dope what keep me paid
Eat a bitch cat or some
Eat a bitch cat or some
Eat a bitch cat or some
Eat a bitch cat or some
I'm known to be a mack, straight up out the South
Looking for the boys, with golds in their mouth
Ridin' niggas gold, is the shit I doIf the shit is good, you do my whole crew
I'm never saving cap, put it on the map
Toss it to her friend, your face in her lap
When I'm on that weed, gotta have my knees
The motion of your tongue, make me curl my feet
Know a freaky dude, in Westwood
Like licking click, does it real good
He's the type of dude, down for that tricking
Never wanna ****, just do the licking
Речка, небо голубое —
Это все мое родное
Это Родина моя
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